People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 153: Charm Beyond Color

"And you," Basil placed his hands on Alice and Rosalie's cold and delicate thighs, "you can also consider taking Carlisle and the others to the academy."

He nudged Leso, "Are you okay?"

Leso shrank her neck. She was usually like a queen, teaching the villains in the fairy tale world, but now her voice was as loud as a mosquito's buzz. "No."

Bajir lay back with his head on Rosalie's shoulder. "You can also use this space to exchange things that are unique to your world."

"But before that, we need to achieve our second goal."

He looked at Rosalie's beautiful profile. Her bright and translucent golden eyes had now turned into obsidian black. "You must be enduring this with great difficulty. The blood of wizards and fairy tale magicians is too tempting for you."

"I arranged a meeting here today to sort it out."

"Completely solve the defect that you can only suck blood."

Having said that, Bagir suddenly felt a little reluctant.

He is a bit of a germaphobe.

Vampires who don't eat or excrete have one more channel for him than ordinary people.

To him, this is not a defect but an advantage.

Rosalie was very excited. She held Bagel's hand tightly against her chest and asked, "Is this true?"

If Narcissa and Leso had not been there, she would have pinned Basil down and repaid him with her own body.

Feeling the cold softness, Basil nodded, "I have asked Narcissa to prepare. I have developed a potion specifically for your physique."

All this was thanks to Alice's unusually high liking for him.

It easily reaches gold color after contact.

By borrowing the card of the new knight Alice and transforming himself into a vampire, he was able to obtain the vampire's data more intuitively.

The fairy tale magic of "making a wish" must focus on reality unless it is supported by infinite emotional magic.

Otherwise, it would be just like the [Misty Purple Air] he had summoned with historical magic before, which was specious.

If Bagel himself was not good at potion learning and did not have the vampire data of the Twilight world, the formula of this potion could not be deduced through "making a wish".

But what surprised Basil the most was Rosalie's Knight Card.

Vampires born in the Twilight world created by Mary Sue authors have an unchanging nature. Once they truly fall in love with someone, they will be loyal to that person forever.

Therefore, vampires are very strict in choosing their partners. Sometimes liking and having sex with someone does not mean they are considered a partner.

Basil was a little surprised that Rosalie decided on him so quickly.

Fortunately, you can draw conclusions based on your own affairs by "making a wish".

Only then did Bagir realize that the entry "You are the master of your own mind, or the minds of others" in "The Dark Lord: Shattered Soul" was not as simple as a 50% increase in the power of the Imperius Curse.

The charm that comes from the heart after fully mastering oneself is beyond appearance.

Slytherin's locket is not a simple Horcrux. It is the last Horcrux made by Voldemort before he became a great wizard.

If described in a fantasy way, it is the tool that Voldemort used to attain the status of a great wizard.

Relying on the Horcrux as a rein, he boldly split his soul many times and performed the most dangerous human body transformation.

Through repeated deaths, his incomplete self was tempered, and finally the perfect demon king was born.

Thus, the perfect demon king who had not yet broken the rules began to wreak havoc, and there was almost no one in the land of Britain who could resist him.

This is the real reason why Voldemort is still charming despite being bald and noseless.

It is like a black sun, attracting everyone to come closer and be afraid.

The spiritually cowardly will distort themselves in order to feel at ease.

A flawed mind actively approaches in pursuit of perfection.

People with dark hearts are even more fascinated by that pure evil heart.

But when the devil himself began to fear his fate, his broken yet perfect soul uncontrollably shattered again.

The Demon King who returned again became a monster that created panic and pursued immortality.

He ruled by relying on his old influence and strength.

The Death Eaters were only following the shadow of the perfect devil.

In other words, the world no longer has the Dark Lord who once dominated the world and advanced into Britain.

He actually died on the cold night of October 1981, 10.

However, Bajir used the echo of "The Broken Soul of the Dark Lord" to reproduce the charm that transcends appearance and made it a part of him.

Not to mention, he also has the kingly bearing of King Arthur that fascinated the Knights of the Round Table, and the demonic charm of the young Voldemort that deeply fascinated the thousand-year-old female ghosts.

Therefore, it was not surprising that Rosalie had determined him and his favorability level had reached gold.

Just like now, even though Rosalie was very impatient, she waited until Basil came back to his senses before asking, "How do we get to your world? That is, to Narcissa's world."

Narcissa frowned, "Hale, I suppose we are not close enough to call each other by our first names?"

Rosalie said unhappily, "We don't know your full name. You're the only one among us who didn't introduce yourself."

Narcissa's earlobes turned slightly red, "You can call me Ma-I mean Black."

Basil smacked his lips. He wanted to say that he preferred to call her Madam Narcissa Malfoy because it made more sense. But in order not to ruin his image, he swallowed his words.

He could only start talking seriously, "It's easy to get to Narcissa. All you have to do is keep in contact with her body before she puts her hand on the mark and silently says return, and you can go together."

Hearing this, Alice, Rosalie, and Leso put their hands on Narcissa.

Then he stood up, rested his head on Narcissa's shoulder, and whispered, "Begin."

A silver glow spread from the mark, enveloping the five people.

In the respectable mansion of Malfoy Manor in Wiltshire, England, in the misty hall, a beige sofa suddenly appeared on the shiny marble floor, along with five figures.

Basil stood up, and Narcissa and Leso, who were sitting on his lap, had to stand up as well.

A whistling sound suddenly arose, and in an instant, Alice had circled the entire mansion and returned to her original place.

She stood beside the sofa, still looking around, her slender figure swaying gracefully.

Suddenly, as if she had discovered a new world, she pointed to the portrait on the wall.

"Look! Rosalie, they move!"

Rosalie also stood up and looked at the crucible simmering on the dark blue magic fire. The lavender liquid inside made her so fascinated. "Is it the magic potion?"

Baqir shook his head. "It's just the base. It's made by boiling the horn of the sacred horned beast and the powder of moonstone with the venom of the leopard."

"The moonstone powder absorbs the toxins, allowing the high vitality in the horn of the sacred horn beast, which can allow a person to stay awake for days and still be energetic, to combine with the substances that can be automatically derived from the venom of the leopard."

"Narcissa can't do the more complicated steps that follow."

"But it's not that she can't do it. No wizard can do it except me."

Bajir walked over to the crucible, inserted his wand into the liquid, and began to rotate it clockwise. An invisible magnetic field enveloped the boiling liquid.

In an instant, everything began to reorganize.

The purple gradually faded to a misty cream color.

The big eyes and a dead branch in the two glass jars on the front left automatically flew out through the glass.

"The aqueous humor from the giant monster's eyes, and the bark from the branches of a guardian tree that has been exposed to the sun for at least 49 days."

Amber aqueous humor oozes out of the brown eyeballs.

The bark on the dead branches automatically falls off into strips and then turns into powder.

Aqueous humor is immersed in it and mixed.

The water evaporated out of thin air and turned into blue crystal powder, which was scattered on the surface of the liquid under the pull of invisible force.

I don't know how much time passed, but the sky had already darkened.

All sorts of strange animal limbs, organs and unnamed plants were processed in mid-air.

Then blend it into the cooking liquid in the crucible.

Basil's wand never left the surface of the liquid, sometimes moving clockwise, sometimes counterclockwise, and sometimes moving irregularly, leaving mysterious symbols on the surface. Even Narcissa, who got E (Excellent) in Potions NEWT (Final Wizarding Test), was a little confused.

She dared to say that even the most powerful potion master would not be able to replicate the master's current operation.

But she noticed one thing.

The brewing of the potion is almost finished.

Bajir waved his left hand, and two crystal potion bottles flew out from the right rear side.

The wand left the surface of the potion, bringing out two blobs of boiling, transparent liquid.

"Okay. Just wait for it to cool down and add your hair to it before drinking."

The hot air automatically precipitated out, and two pools of liquid sank into the potion bottle tightly corked by a cork, as if the bottle did not exist.

Basil waved his wand lightly, and two bottles of potion flew towards Alice and Rosalie.

The two of them quickly caught it and couldn't wait to pull out their hair and corks.

The moment the hair was put in, the liquid hissed and bubbled: Alice's turned into a milky white color like milk; Rosalie's turned into a transparent texture like blue crystal, but it was liquid.

The two looked at Bajir.

Baqir said: "Just drink them, and you can eat human food from now on."

"But I suggest—"

Before Basil could finish his words, Alice drank the whole glass in one gulp.

Rosalie shook the bottle and poured it into her mouth as well.

Leso nudged Bajir with her elbow. She saw something. "Did you do this on purpose? Or was it an accident?"

Bajir smirked, "I was being careless on purpose."

Rosalie looked at Basil blankly. She was convinced that Basil would not harm her.

So she was more tasting the potion, her pupils dilated with shock.

It tasted strange, like red wine with glass shards. However, the glass shards lost their sharpness after touching her not-so-soft gums and tongue, and turned into a gelatinous texture, which was bouncy and constantly stirred up cold liquid in her mouth.

When the liquid touched her body, the touched areas seemed to receive an extremely gentle electric shock.

Her teeth, tongue, throat, eyes, nose, entire head, and even her internal organs began to feel numb.

The feeling seemed to spread to her fingers, toes, and even the ends of her hair.

In a trance, her hair seemed to stand on end.

His body lost control in the numbness, but he somehow maintained his balance and did not fall down.

However, under the gazes of the other people, silver flames ignited on the bodies of the two men.

It did not harm their bodies, but burned everything except their bodies.

In the blink of an eye, two snow-white, delicate female bodies appeared in the center of the hall.

Narcissa tightened her clothes. Although she wanted to, she didn't want to do it in the hall, in front of others.

Leso was much more straightforward and had already taken off her coat.

If Bagir hadn't stopped them, they would have probably taken off all their clothes.

Bajir wiped the sweat off his forehead. He didn't want to lose his purity. After finding a way to vent his desires, he began to care more about the purity of his body. Not only because he considered that in some worlds, the unreleased essence was a very precious positive buff.

A minute later, the eyes of the two beautiful white marble sculptures regained their vitality.

The petite one let out a light cry. She seemed very satisfied with her current state. After getting rid of the mental bloodthirstiness burden of hundreds of years, she wanted to vent. Taking off her clothes and tearing them into pieces was one of the ways to do it.

The tall one with perfect curves that any woman would envy was still immersed in her own world. Blood addiction was like an ant biting at her heart all the time, and when the ant really left, she was a little uncomfortable.

Bajir waved his hands quickly, and the two of them began to be wrapped in ceremonial robes. He could hardly control himself.

He has complete control over himself and can absorb his desires as [Shadow], so he could remain unmoved, but he doesn't want to do that.

It was fun at first, but now it's getting a bit boring.

The process of enduring and restraining his desires actually makes him feel alive and his life more colorful.

Alice took off most of her clothes in disgust, revealing her charming collarbone and shining white shoulders. "I really don't want to drink blood anymore. I don't have any desire for it anymore."

Rosalie came back to her senses with a slightly red cheek. She lowered her head and said, "I'm a little hungry. I've missed the delicious taste of my first life for a long time."

Bajir flicked his wrist and the tables and chairs began to move.

The long table returned to the center and four high-backed chairs slid behind them.

After they sat down with a force, the chairs and the people were sent to the long table.

The tip of the staff danced again, and piles of delicious food appeared on the table.

Although there are many types of food, the portions are small, just enough for a few bites.

“You can try them all and feel the deliciousness of the food again.”

Alice puffed her cheeks and nodded. She had already eaten a meatball.

Rosalie was a little more reserved. She couldn't wait to pick up a piece of cherry-shaped foie gras, sip it with the tip of her tongue, feeling the dense and mellow taste. Her eyes narrowed into slits and she was almost wagging her tail.

Bajir smiled, picked up a piece of braised beef with a fork, and said before eating, "By the way, you can maintain your body's function for several months just by drinking blood. I haven't reduced it. You just lost your blood addiction, and you can choose to use human food instead of sucking blood."

"The rust and smell of blood are still delicious to you."

"After all, this is also a kind of superpower."

"You are using blood too efficiently. It's too energy-efficient."

(End of this chapter)